Mercy (Vertigo) Quotes
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“Mercy gestures — and the gesture speaks: Help yourself.”
“No pattern to it, no plan! Yet, somehow all pattern, all plan! It defies logic!”
“Wikipedia: Mercy (Vertigo)”
“Now Mercy says, speaking from her silence, stand in the sun. Breath the deep. Feel what can be!”
“Mercy listens — really listens, with interest and concern — then smiles, and reaches out her hand.”
“This suffering … you must endure. It's your destiny. Your freedom. I can't take it from you. … But I can share it.”
“I'm coming for you, Mercy. And I swear to do what all the entities and ghosts and fires of hell couldn't. … I'll destroy you.”
“How overwhelmed am I with hate: for her serenity, her beauty, her calm Knowing! I want that thing to rip away Mercy's mask … reveal the sores and disease in Mercy's soul!”
“Mercy moves: slow, delicate. Raising a single finger. One single gesture that speaks more clearly than words: I'm watching. I'll be back. A warning? A promise? Both.”
“I understand: Their chief has died, and his only son has not yet reached the age of manhood. … So they offer him up to the heat and light, believing that, if he is worthy to succeed his father, he will not die on the pyre.”
“It's not extinction exactly. More of a Limbo — on the road to extinction, A Place Between. Around me I hear the whisper of souls like myself — drifting, Waiting. … For sweet oblivion.”
“We wander across the years, stumble through frequent failures, rare successes; consume, copulate, manipulate, acquire, rage, weep, hate, love — and it means nothing. Because for all our grasping and desiring, all our craving and prayers — nothing fills the emptiness.”
“My consciousness reaches out — one last time — and touches the Wheel's hub: a majestic ocean of color/light/sound/texture. … A completeness. An at-peaceness. … And I know Mercy is there, waiting … forever waiting — for the cry of the human heart.”
“They scurry like brainless little ants, intent of their task. … Intent on keeping me alive. … Why? Because they care? Doubtful. … They don't know me. All they know is that Louisa — the pathetic idiot — is paying thousands of dollars a day to maintain the illusion of life.”
“The ghosts and devils keep their distance, but they make their presence known: "Out, bitch," they howl, from their hidden perches; "Get out! Leave us alone! She's our's bitch — not yours!
If the two women hear, the give no indication; just go on with their gentle talk, like old and dear friends.”
“'''I understand the most profound and simplest Truth of all: Any time any of us reaches out, any time we pour even a drop of love, compassion, simple human decency (no matter how small; how seemingly insignificant) into the sea of earthly existence — we are, each and every one of us — the being called Mercy.”
“I watch — seeking meaning in her every movement, seeking pattern in every breath — as Mercy grapples with the hideous thing: I watch as it tears at her; claws; bites, batters, roars. … To no effect. … I feel the fear in the thing growing, as it realizes how badly it's underestimated her.”
“It was her intention. from the start, to transform me as surely as she transformed the others. … So, transformed, I dissolve, dissipate, descend — back into my body. … Into a world that seems suddenly charged with Divinity; with Secrets and with Truths of greatest profundity— and greatest simplicity.”
“I move closer to her — and sense a completeness, and at-peaceness that angers me — and breaks what little heart I have left. … She is magnificence beyond words. She is all that we are not. … Yet she's chosen to forsake all that; destroy peace, shatter completeness — and descend into the very world I've turned my back on.”